Tell me why life is so damn complicated...
Tell me why the good days seem like a distant memory...
Tell me why despite knowing the power of the word, I keep saying the wrong thing all the time these days and hurting others...
Tell me why my best intentions to help are constantly being misunderstood these days...
Tell me why my efforts to joke either fall flat or end up being more mood-damaging than mood-lifting...
Tell me why my friends won't respond to the plea in my voice when I ask them when they will drag their asses to Pune...
Tell me why my friend no longer calls me a friend. For the first time in five years I didn't lift the phone to dial a number and sing out Happy Birthday in my discordant voice - can't believe that someone who I cherished as much as the closest of my friends chose to shut me out so abruptly. Can't believe I no longer have the right to think of the said person as a friend. Can't believe I was so wrong in my judgement...
Yaar aaj kal bure din chal rahe hain, as far as personal life is concerned...
5 comments:
cheer up!! it's hard not to fret over the loss of a cherished friend.
Who are these friends who are refusing to visit you in Pune?? Shower them with the choices of words and a few sobs! They must come!!
Lotus - :-)
Whoami - Yep its hard not to fret over a friend lost...
Casa - Heheh, so I must resort to some melodrama eh?
Dear Gee,
Keep the faith babes.
Love that Lucky Ali song, Lotus...
It's complicated because it cannot be any other way.
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